I originally started this blog with big hopes of helping women like me. Treating it like a business - maybe growing in to something. Then life happened. Today is 12/2/2024. I just hit publish on 2 old posts that have been sitting for a year. I'm heading in to my 3 Christmas season, and life looks even more different than last year. I sold my house. I moved in to a tiny apartment and shipped my 3 furry best friends to the home of 2 of my human best friends to foster temporarily. (If you read my profile/earlier posts, I do reference having some great friends!) My youngest moved in with his dad at his girlfriend's house - turned fiancée (she proposed at their 1 year point), now wife (they eloped, and have a story around keeping that tidbit secret for 4 months), he totaled his car (my son), my regular job has not gotten any better (can't remember if one of my posts addresses that change), and I'm still dating the same guy that has the patience of a saint who deals with the fact that I've become a crazy plant lady.
Fast forward to today - I have a lot of past that I think reading could help other women, and I think returning to journaling could be cathartic for me. Would I love for this to become something more, sure. But for now, just baby steps.
I am 805 days out from when I went through the worst day of my life, which I've learned was my rebirth. I still mourn for the life and family I thought I would have and that is ok. I also mourn for that young woman, mom, daughter and celebrate the woman she's become.
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